Break

I will break you
By clumsy dropping
As my mind drifted off
With only us
Wrecked upon future warm shores

And you will shatter over me
I will bleed a river
From your cuts
To my ocean of regret
And the jagged edges of your anger
Will wear to sand
Upon those shores

Under the coconut tree
I will anger you
And you will anger me
And we could be happy together
In the break

©Heather Coldstream

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About cistotrans

A Seattle-area trans woman seeking a happy spot to stay at along the path of transition.
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